It’s a wild night …

The collies have ventured down the garden in the pouring rain, and then they were blown in again very quickly – all soggy & ruffled! It must be almost a gale, blowing out there tonight.

I love this time to myself at the end of the day. It’s a treat that I look forward to at weekends when, sometimes, I stay up late. It reminds me of being a teenager, when sometimes I’d stay up to watch a film after Mum and Dad had gone to bed. Somehow it’s exciting to be the last one up!

The two soggy collies are now fast asleep and I’m rippling away with the fairy lights on. Ah – sweet dreams soon enough, despite the howling wind in the trees – hopefully!